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Chapter 22
Spencer had purposely let Callie win. Excited, she threw her head back and laughed when she outscored him in Mario Cart. For the last three days they’d spent nearly every minute together. They’d been the best days of his life, and that included the time he was named the junior high state chess champion. It was reminiscent of a time years before when they’d been the best of friends. They laughed and joked just as they once had.
“I finally beat you,” Callie said, leaning back on the family room sofa. “And to think it only took me three days.”
“You were always good at video games,” he said, playing along.
Callie scoffed. “Yeah, right. I’ll admit I was rusty, but it didn’t take me long to find my groove. By the way, where’s your mom?”
“It’s my aunt’s birthday, so Mom and Dad left for a surprise birthday party for her in Spokane.” Spencer had originally planned to travel with them. He’d begged off because he’d been enjoying his time with Callie and didn’t want to lose out on their last day together.
“So both our parents are out of town for the weekend.”
He hadn’t realized that until she mentioned it.
Spencer set aside his controller. “You hungry?”
“A little.” They’d played three hours straight, and it was just past eleven, their normal lunch hour at school.
Spencer went into the kitchen. “A sandwich okay?”
“Sure.” Callie joined him and jumped up on the countertop, letting her feet dangle over the edge.
“You like tunafish?”
“Hate it, sorry,” Callie said.
He should have remembered that. “Peanut butter?”
“With grape jelly?”
Spencer checked the refrigerator. “You’re in luck. Peanut butter and jelly it is.”
“Do you have any chips?”
Spencer rolled his eyes. “Mom’s on another one of her health kicks. Chips aren’t allowed in the house.” He didn’t know why it was that the entire family had to suffer because his mother wanted to lose five pounds.
“No problem.”
“Milk or soda?” he asked.
“Milk goes better with peanut butter,” Callie said.
Spencer agreed.
“Did I tell you Ben didn’t go to school this morning?” Callie mentioned this casually. “Which means he shouldn’t be allowed to play, but we both know that Coach will let him.”
Spencer paused from removing the carton of milk from the refrigerator. Ben not at school? Coach Simmons must be freaking out.
As a wide receiver, Ben was Scott’s favorite target. Ben had the ability to catch almost every pass from Scott. With him out sick, the team might lose the game.
“It’s Friday. The game’s tonight,” Spencer said, thinking out loud.
“Yeah, I know.” Callie’s legs continued to swing, as if this news was insignificant.
“Ben must really be sick. What’s the problem?”
Callie gestured weakly with her hands to suggest she wasn’t sure. “I don’t know, I’m mad at him.”
